Box Chevy

Yelawolf and I feel like a king in my box Chevy

Tell them other whack motherf**kers get that pine box ready

Catfish Billy is lately don't get slapped wit' the medley

Still sippin' on Jack D to my neck and my head start feelin' heavy

Doin' 125 down I-29 really think I need to start slowin' down

But I can't 'cause I got a pretty blonde thing

Sittin' to my right that's blowin' me now

Ooh yeah she headin' me

I think her name might be Becky

I was 'bout to drop her off

But I had to switch lanes to get the brain she begged me

Aw no do you come in two's

Please choose a couple of friends that could hop in the cooz

Now we goin' steady but I'm not lookin' for longevity

Pipes in the back

The lights of the night reflect sights through the dash

I'm nice to bypass

My wheels are super clean paint job it glitters and gleams

And I wanna see the back of your jeans in the seats

(My box Chevy)

This whip is built for queens and you wanna be seen wit' the king

Well I wanna see the back of your jeans in the seats

(My box Chevy)

Tilted off Jim Beams sittin' off to the side I lean

And I wanna see the back of your jeans in the seats

(My box Chevy)

This whip is built for queens and you wanna be seen wit' the king

Well I wanna see the back of your jeans in the seats

(My box Chevy)

F**k a Limousine I rather ride ride Caprices

My speakers vibrate the concrete beneath us

Ridin' 85 northbound shakin' doors down

So I turn the speakers louder pissin' off polices

F**k 5-star chick got a porn-star bitch

Ridin' shotgun wit' me gettin' so wet

Now she goin' down on me givin' road head bustin' on her forehead

Then I take her back to the homestead peace

Back in the Caprice took a sack of weed

And crumpled it inside a cognac blunt rack

Then it's time to jump back on the highway 85

Slumpin' in the seat like I'm hunckback

And my Chevy look so dope old school Vo's on it

Got it floatin' like a row boat

Gold flakes in the candy paint drippin' on the road

Drivin' slow like a showboat ho

Don't act like you don't hear me comin'

I got the Willy Sherman and it's comin' out the Clarion

12's in the trunk flat-screen T V 's in the headrest

Wit' "Something About Marry" on carry on

I be turnin' heads every time

When you see in the Chevy man she car-struck

And I'm far from hard-up so quit trippin' like a bitch

And get in the car slut you know you wanna ride

My wheels are super clean paint job it glitters and gleams

And I wanna see the back of your jeans in the seats

(My box Chevy)

This whip is built for queens and you wanna be seen wit' the king

Well I wanna see the back of your jeans in the seats

(My box Chevy)

Tilted off Jim Beams sittin' off to the side I lean

And I wanna see the back of your jeans in the seats

(My box Chevy)

This whip is built for queens and you wanna be seen wit' the king

Well I wanna see the back of your jeans in the seats

(My box Chevy)

Yeah in the the background wit' the six-pack now

And I'm out lookin' for the ladies

Peanut butter seats have seat girl

My peanut butter needs jelly

I'll chase you like Chevy

If you ain't afraid to get messy

If you know the game

Then I'll let you call the shots like a referee yeah

Now I'm drinkin' a deuce deuce sweet and slow

Feelin' like I'm Deuce Deuce Bigalow

Pick a bitch like I picked the piccolo

Go anywhere you wanna go pick a road

Interstate 59 20

75 285 85 southbound

Twins pipes like pow-pow

100 spokes on the Vo's like wow

My wheels are super clean paint job it glitters and gleams

And I wanna see the back of your jeans in the seats

(My box Chevy)

This whip is built for queens and you wanna be seen wit' the king

Well I wanna see the back of your jeans in the seats

(My box Chevy)

Tilted off Jim Beams sittin' off to the side I lean

And I wanna see the back of your jeans in the seats

(My box Chevy)

This whip is built for queens and you wanna be seen wit' the king

Well I wanna see the back of your jeans in the seats

(My box Chevy)